Gou Dao Xiu Xian: I am immortal in the demon sect

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“During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.”

Outside Meiyu Village in Qingning County, a majestic new tomb stands on a hill, overlooking the hazy village not far away.

Qin Feng stood in front of the grave for a long time, letting go of his body-protecting energy and letting the rain wet his eyes.

His son Qin Qian finally died at the end of his life and reentered the reincarnation.

According to his grandson Qin Yanming, he left with a smile on his face, probably because he saw Lin Wan'er and felt that he would die without regrets.

After Qin Feng left Michen Mountain at that time, because he really couldn't bear to see the scene of separation and death, and he was also worried that if he met Lin Wan'er, there would inevitably be another dispute, so he did not return to King Yu's capital...

Qin Feng shook his head and sighed,

"No wonder others say that a cultivator must have a heart of stone to go far. It's true that you are sincere!"

Facing the death of a close relative connected by blood for the first time, Qin Feng suddenly felt a little unstable.

Regardless of how Qin Feng makes friends, he is actually a very affectionate person.

Just imagine if he had three wives and four concubines now, and a house full of sons.

And these close relatives, like Qin Qian, are all unable to practice, and they gradually die of old age. How big a blow will this be to those who pursue immortality?

After a long time, Qin Feng let out a long sigh, and finally stood up with his sword and left this place...

Five years later,

The sun sets over the west mountain and the night gets darker,

Qin Feng pretended to be a fisherman, lying in a lone boat, looking at the stars in the sky in a trance, letting the boat drift with the waves in the river.

At this moment, all the troubles in the world seemed to be far away from him.

Qin Feng does have a lot of troubles going on right now.

Not to mention the distance, Xue Hunyuan, the ancestor of the Xue family in Baimang Mountain, is said to have used a secret method to solidify the Nascent Soul, and is no longer afraid of evil spirits.

Therefore, as early as ten years ago, the Xue family began to make plans.

Fortunately, Qin Feng released a false news at that time, saying that Li Yinqiu had successfully broken through the Nascent Soul and was practicing the secrets of the Nascent Soul in seclusion and refining various magic weapons.

As soon as this news came out, the Xue family was instantly frightened.

But in fact, Li Yinqiu has been away for more than 40 years, and there has been no news at all, and he does not know whether he is alive or dead.

That false news could be hidden from the first grade of junior high school, but not from the fifteenth grade.

Nearly ten years have passed, but Li Yinqiu has not shown up. The Xue family has gradually become suspicious and started various tests.

I believe that in a few months, if Li Yinqiu still does not show up, Qin Feng will not be able to break through Nascent Soul, and a fierce battle related to the survival of the sect will definitely be inevitable...

The stars change and the rooster crows. It seems that in just a blink of an eye, the clouds are white again and the sun rises and sets.

In the evening, the lone boat suddenly stopped suddenly and came to a wild crossing. After crossing, it was blocked by a fallen tree.

I could only hear the loud gongs and drums on the shore, and I didn't know what they were celebrating.

Qin Feng jumped off the boat and went to the shore.

I saw a large market town in front of me. In front of a nearby temple, some people were dancing with dragon lanterns, others had set up a grass platform and were performing martial arts dramas. There were also many stalls selling candy men, rice cakes, hairpins, and lanterns. ,

On both sides of the temple gate, there were several torches as thick as big trees, and many pitch pines were burning, illuminating the surrounding area as if it were daytime.

People supported the old and young, or went to watch the dragon lanterns, or rushed to buy various rare things, or sat under the grass to watch the martial arts show. Everywhere was crowded and filled with cheers.

Such a lively scene once made Qin Feng think it was the Chinese New Year.

But now it is clearly the beginning of summer in April, and it seems that we are not close to any major festivals, which is really confusing.

Qin Feng followed the flow of people and swam around for a while. He even went to a stall to buy a bowl of vermicelli soup, added a spoonful of spicy oil, and ate a casual meal. It was really an experience. A taste of the world.

Suddenly, an old country squire came from the crowd, led a group of people to the temple, and shouted:

"It's really unreasonable. Our Caojia Market Town obviously has a Dragon King Temple that has been worshiped for hundreds of years, but you people want to come to worship this wild Dragon King. It's just nonsense. I smashed it all!"

"Let's see who dares!"

Immediately, many young men, led by a young squire, stood in front of the temple gate.

"Since we worshiped the new Dragon King, the weather in the village has been good every year, and every family has a good harvest. Fourth uncle, if you dare to destroy the Dragon King temple, you will be in trouble with all of me!"

After a fierce quarrel, the old squire saw that there were so many people on the opposite side, so he had no choice but to leave angrily...

But not long after, Qin Feng saw the old squire holding a fire certificate, leaving alone and returning.

He first came to the grass stage and pretended to watch the show, glancing at the temple door from time to time, obviously waiting for an opportunity to go in and set fire.

Qin Feng then walked over, and appeared at the right time when the old squire saw the opportunity and was about to rush into the Dragon King Temple, causing him to bump into him.

The old squire was originally furious, but when he looked up and saw Qin Feng, he was obviously stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face, and hurriedly apologized.

Qin Feng took the opportunity to chat with him,

"Old man, why is your Dragon King Temple so lively?"

The old squire answered with a smile:

"There were originally many fertile fields in our Caojiaji area, but there were frequent floods. More than ten years ago, it even caused a mountain torrent, and the rocks buried thousands of people in several villages.

Later, a wise minister came out of the court and ordered the repair of the dam. Since then, the weather has been good and the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment.

After the wise minister died, people said that he turned into the Dragon King. We built a temple for him here. Every time he died, people from ten miles around came to worship him, and it was lively..."

After hearing this, Qin Feng was moved. After chatting with the old squire for a few more words, he took advantage of him not noticing and used an invisible method to walk into the Dragon King Temple.

When he looked up, he saw the Dragon King enshrined in the temple. He was gentle, elegant and easy-going, and he looked exactly like his son Qin Qian!

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment,

"I have been striving to become an immortal but failed. I never thought that my son, a mortal, would become a god in another way after his death. This is really..."

He was deeply touched for a moment, and finally seemed to have an epiphany. He laughed a few times, then left Caojiaji and flew into the sky on his sword...

Soon after Qin Feng left, the old squire brought a large group of people to the Dragon King Temple.

Immediately, someone stopped him aggressively.

"Fourth uncle, do you want to make trouble again?"

The old squire said:

"How dare I make trouble? I just saw the real body of the Dragon King. I finally believe in the efficacy of this new Dragon King Temple, so I asked people to bring two boxes of silver ingots to offer incense to the temple!"

Everyone was happy to see that the old stubborn man finally got it, and asked him about his experience of seeing the Dragon King.

The old squire said:

"Just now I was watching a play under the stage of the opera troupe, and I accidentally met a scholar who looked about 60% similar to the Dragon King in the temple.

I heard from the old people that if the Dragon King showed up at the temple fair to listen to the play today, our year would definitely be good.

But you must not reveal his identity. Once you reveal his identity, the Dragon King will be angry and may cause a flood, which would be terrible!

So I replied to him respectfully at that time, and then I dared not say much, and quietly stepped aside, so as not to disturb him from listening to the play quietly.

Sure enough, I only walked away for two steps, and when I looked back, I couldn't see his figure.

Just imagine how mortals can walk so fast? He must have used some kind of invisibility method to prevent us mortals from seeing his true body!"

After hearing this, everyone was amazed.

Since then, the Dragon King Temple in Caojiaji has become more and more famous, and the incense has become more and more prosperous...